Steamin’ – 24 January 2017

The dogs started their howling at 8.30 this morning and didn’t let up until 12 noon. Something will need to be done soon.

To get us out more than anything else, I think, Scamp suggested going for a swim. I thought it was a good idea and grabbed my bag. The pool wasn’t totally empty when we got there, so there was space for a couple of wee ones. I think Scamp just wanted to try out her new swimming costume. I just wanted a bit of peace and quiet. Then other folk seemed to think they had the right to come in to ‘Our Pool’. I don’t know what gets into these folk. They should know by now that when we are in the pool, they get out. Anyway, I let them have their swim because I was going in to the steam room.

It certainly was steamy. It was hot and steamy and smelly in a nice way. When we started going to the leisure centre the steam smelled like eucalyptus, then gradually it just smelled like, well, like steam I suppose. Now the eucalyptus is back as the flavour of the month and it makes a pleasant change. I managed to stay in there for about 10 minutes before the steam became unbearable and I had to go for a shower. Another couple of lengths then it was time to try out the sauna. Not as hot as the steam room, but still hot enough. Things are finally looking up at the pool after all the alterations and essential maintenance. One short swim and another dose of eucalyptus and that was my exercise for the day.

Back home, an roll ’n’ egg replaced the calories I’d lost with my exercise regime. Then it was time to cram stuff into a bag and see how much it weighed before dinner time.

After dinner, I finished off Avarice a book by Pete Brassett. If you want to read my review, it should be on Amazon and Goodreads. It got one star, because it was funny. I don’t think it was really meant to be a comedy, but it was simply ridiculous. Tartan Twee I called it, and it was. Rebus meets Brigadoon and sticks the nut in him.

It’s been another of those dull, not quite rainy days, but I did manage to get a few shots of Mr Squirrel stealing the birds peanuts. Tomorrow the weather is meant to be brighter. We’ll see.